[ he nearly sends back a bitter i hope you're satisfied, but his fingers hesitate over the holographic keyboard. and nothing caustic or bitter comes to mind, simply the sinking realization that this place is no longer a prison, but a reprieve. this is truly the end of the line, here. there is no coming back from insanity, in the rift.
he's tried. nothing was going to cure his parents. or, perhaps, they were just genuinely terrible people, and the rift made it worse. who knows. who cares. he's worse than dead, because as much as allura loathes his existence, now, she wouldn't lie about this.
she, after all, is a good person.
so, instead, he takes the coward's way out, and disconnects the feed.
better to hold his tongue, and go decapitate a training dummy, than to take it out on allura. ]
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he's tried. nothing was going to cure his parents. or, perhaps, they were just genuinely terrible people, and the rift made it worse. who knows. who cares. he's worse than dead, because as much as allura loathes his existence, now, she wouldn't lie about this.
she, after all, is a good person.
so, instead, he takes the coward's way out, and disconnects the feed.
better to hold his tongue, and go decapitate a training dummy, than to take it out on allura. ]